AUTHOR'S NOTE: Slayers
charas don't belong to me...We all know that by now! This is another AU snippet/ficlet
and very dark. I guess to really get into it, this ficlet/snippet was inspired
by "Sliver," "Basic Instinct," and "Boxing
Helena." I chose this particular snippet/ficlet, 'cuz I think we all need a
good shot of LEMON, don't you? Heh-heh...Anyhoo, this picks up in the middle, so
it may be a bit confusing, but I hope you enjoy it nonetheless! If you think
this should be a full fledged fic, please, let me know! Ja!

(THE ACTUAL SNIPPET/FICLET NOW!)

Zelgadiss sat quietly at his desk, the
security cameras dancing from one part of the building to the next. He frowned,
thinking that he could have found a more glamorous job with his education, but
until there was an opening, he'd have to settle for being a survelliance person.
Sighing, he contemplated yet again why he hadn't quit three days ago. The answer
came walking through the door.

The chimera felt his throat catch as he
immediately saw long golden hair come swishing by one of the cameras. It was
him, the same man who had come to consume Zel's thoughts every night since he
had first seen him. The man paused in front of the elevator door and glanced
upwards toward one of the cameras. Zelgadiss almost fell backwards, the stare of
the man's visible sapphire eye seeming to pierce through the camera and into
him.

The blonde entered the elevator and Zel
caught his breath. Spinning his chair, his gaze immediately went to camera five,
which was located inside of the elevator. The blonde struck his floor number and
stood silently. Zelgadiss moistened his lips, seeing that the tall man was
wearing only a long button down white shirt and a tight pair of jeans.

After a moment, the blonde pressed
another button and the elevator suddenly came to a screeching hault.

"That's not his floor..." Zel
thought to himself.

The doors to the elevator didn't come
open, and Zelgadiss heard a beeping behind him. Glancing over his shoulder at
the control panel, he saw a blinking red light indicating that the elevator had
been manually stopped. He choked for a moment, and then raised a trembling hand
to strike the call button to talk to the blonde.

"You like watching me, don't
you?"

The chimera quickly spun back to the
camera five's screen. The blonde was still standing there quietly, but a slight
smirk played at the corner of his lips.

"You like watching me, don't
you?" he repeated.

Zel swallowed back the ball of saliva
that had caught in his throat and reached over again to push the button. He
wasn't sure whether he was pushing it to ask if there was a problem or answer
the question.

"It's all right, you don't have to
answer me." the blonde said quietly. "I just know that you must like
watching me. You seem to do it a lot."

"How does he?..." Zel
couldn't finish his thought.

"You're probably wondering why I
stopped the elevator, aren't you?"

Zelgadiss's finger slid off the call
button and his attention went straight to the screen, not realizing he was
nodding his head.

"Do you know my name?"

Once again, the chimera shook his head,
afraid to speak vocally.

The blonde smirked a little more and
leaned his back against the elevator wall. He slid his fingers through some of
his long golden locks and then rested his hand on his hip, toying with one of
the belt loops.

"My name is Gourry Gabriev. I live
on the seventeenth floor...but then again, you know that, don't you?"

Zelgadiss felt a blush slide over his
cheeks. He went to turn away from the screen, but stopped when he saw Gourry
reach his other hand up and unbutton the top button of his shirt.

"I know you like watching me,
mystery man...Oh yes, I know you're a man, one of the other security guards told
me that a man watches the security screens at night."

Zelgadiss coughed and stared wide eyed
as Gourry continued to unbutton his shirt until it fell to the side, exposing
his muscular, smooth chest. He leaned a little farther back against the elevator
wall, and slowly began to trace his fingers up and down his chest. The chimera
felt his body shake slightly, and a tug played between his legs.

"I fascinate you, don't I, mystery
man? You've watched me come home with people at night, haven't you? Seen the
things I do and what they do to me? It's like watching a free adult film, isn't
it?" Gourry said softly, his voice thick with something Zelgadiss couldn't
place.

Zel's gaze followed Gourry's hands as
they slid through his mane of hair and down over his chest, repeating the
pattern slowly. Pausing for a moment, Gourry slid his finger over his chest and
pinched his nipple, bringing a gasp from him and a soft, moan to Zel's lips.

"What do you do when you're
watching me, mystery man? Do you do things to yourself?"

Zelgadiss's fingers curled against the
front of the screening desk. He swallowed back the surge of lust that fired
through him as Gourry moved his hands to undoing the top button of his jeans,
playing over the waist band of them slowly.

Gourry opened his jeans and slid his
hand inside, his other fingers still tracing over his chest. Zelgadiss shuddered
and let out another moan, watching as Gourry's hand moved slowly inside of his
own jeans.

Zelgadiss felt the press against his
slacks, the feeling of aroused fever crossing his cheeks and nose. He kept his
hands on the desk, afraid that if he let them wander, Gourry would some how know
he was doing something.

Gourry slid down the elevator wall
slowly, his hair splaying over the wall and over his shoulders. He finally
relaxed into a semi crouched position, his wrist moving slowly and his other
hand still tracing his chest. His breath was coming out in short, soft noises
and he pushed his jeans open farther.

Zel let out a cry of lust and gripped
so tightly onto the screening desk, that his blue tinted knuckles turned a light
sky blue from the pressure. He unconciously wondered if they'd find finger
imprints tomorrow morning when the shifts would change.

"Oh gods..." Gourry whispered
as he brought himself closer, his gaze sliding up to the camera, his sapphire
eye staring straight into Zel's. The blonde stroked faster, and Zel found
himself whimpering, almost child like in his need.

"That's okay, mystery man. I have
my kinks too...I like being watched..."

With those words, Gourry suddenly
curled forward slightly and Zel saw heat slide over the blonde's fingers. The
chimera felt a chill slide up his back and then something warm touch his slacks
and part of his leg. Swallowing, he glanced down for a moment at his stained
pants.

His gaze flew back to Gourry, the
blonde still resting in that position. Slowly, he wiped his hands on his jeans
and stood carefully, buttoning up all his clothing again. Pressing the button,
the elevator quickly came to an upward movement again.

Zelgadiss said nothing and neither did
the blonde. The elevator went four more floors before stopping at the
seventeenth. The doors slid open silently and the blonde stepped partially out,
before pausing and looking back inside and up at the camera.

"I want to see you soon, mystery
man...Perhaps you can do more than watch..."

With that, Gourry disappeared out of
the doors and down his hall. Zelgadiss didn't even bother to watch him wander to
his room. The chimera was left to ponder this strange turn of events and how to
get the stain out of his pants before tomorrow morning.